Mostly Fine Life

What is Adulting Anyway, and Why Does It Matter?

Adulting. Everyone talks about it like it’s this magical, mystical thing — a rite of passage, a test, a trophy you get once you figure out taxes and laundry. But half the time, it feels more like juggling three coffee cups, a toaster, and your sense of dignity while standing on a unicycle… in the rain… on a hill. The point is: life keeps happening, and somehow we’re supposed to keep up.

Adulting isn’t something you “master” overnight. It’s showing up, muddling through, and figuring out the stuff that matters — money, time, energy, home — in whatever way works for your stage of life. Every phase, every experience, every interaction asks something different of us. And here’s the kicker: most of us have no clue what we’re doing. I certainly didn’t.

I got made redundant, and I found myself thinking, “ok, where to next?” The easiest answer was… to start writing. At first, I wrote about all sorts of things and realised I really didn’t know how to “fix” much of it. But in the process, I stumbled on a way forward — little tools, tricks, and ideas (lots of ideas). And then, talking with friends, I realised we were all having the same doubts about whether we were doing life right. That’s when it clicked: adulting isn’t about perfection, it’s about figuring it out together, one mostly fine step at a time.

And yes, it can be ridiculous. Forgetting to renew your WOF or car rego right before a long trip (yep, that’s me). Running out of cash at the checkout. Realising you still don’t have a will (sheez). Locking yourself out in a shrieking storm. Running out of milk just as your parents turn up. Forgetting your best friend’s birthday (oops again). Or trying to keep your indoor plants alive while your new kitten treats them like jungle gyms. Adulting is messy, unpredictable, and occasionally algebra in real life.

That’s exactly why this blog exists. Adulting without the heroic martyrdom, with the occasional laugh at your own ridiculousness. Grab a cup of tea (or wine), and let’s muddle through this together.

I’ll be posting weekly-ish (because life happens) with stories, reflections, and the occasional tiny tool or worksheet I’ve made for myself — things you can use if you want, or ignore if you’d rather. Think of it as a friend whispering, “you’ve got this… mostly fine.” And remember: we’re all faking it until we make it. Even the people we think have it all together? They’re probably reading this too, wondering how to pay their bills on time, keep their plants alive, or figure out what adulting even means.